Chapter 24

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Harry

Olivia is the most frustrating woman I've ever met in my life.  She's the one that was trying to end things with me, but now she's acting like I'm the bad guy here. Like I'm the one that hurt her. To be fair, I did. But I'm hurting too. I've avoided her as much as possible this week but every time I see her she seems so sad and withdrawn. She won't even look at me. Definitely won't talk to me. I want to shake her and tell her I did all of this for her. I only told her that load of bullshit to make it easier on her. So she could move on and be happy with Liam. So why isn't she happy? This is what she wanted. Or at least, it's what she convinced herself she wanted. But she still isn't satisfied. I wish I could say it made my feelings for her start to diminish. That seeing her throwing herself a pity party made me realize she's really not worth all the trouble but it hasn't. I'm still in love with her and it's killing me.

I've been trying to stay out of the house as much as possible. Seeing her is almost unbearable. I want to tell her that everything I said was a lie and I didn't mean any of it. That if she wants me, she can have me. No matter what.  I miss her. I crave her. I would kill to go back to sneaking around with her. I was greedy asking her not to move in with Liam. That's what put the nail in my coffin.  At least before I still had her when she could sneak away. I was her dirty little secret but least I got to be with her. But now I've got nothing. And I know the more I see her, the harder it's going to be to keep my resolve up. So instead I've been focusing on finding a place to live. Getting out of this house where I have to avoid her is at the top of my priority list.

I'm meeting with Liam's realtor today to go look at some places. Initially I was looking more at flats but I figure I might as well invest the money and buy a house. It makes more sense in the long run. It's a little depressing to be buying a house by yourself but I guess as a 21 year old, I could have worse problems. Barb is picking me up since she knows where we're going so I'm waiting in the kitchen until I hear from her. The house is pretty empty today. Louis went to LA for a few days to be with Briana before we start touring again. Niall and Lexie already left for Wisconsin too. Lou is already mostly moved out so she's staying at the new place with Adam. I guess it would just be me and the happy couple but they went to Wolverhampton today. Luckily I don't have too much time to dwell on my loneliness because I get a text from Barb saying she's in the driveway.

When I climb into the car I almost have to do a double take. This is not what I expected from the person I talked to on the phone. And Liam completely failed to tell me how hot this woman was. She's probably in her early 30s, her blonde hair perfectly blown out around her carefully made up face. She's wearing a business suit but even with her sitting down I can see the skirt is short and tight. This house hunting may turn into a good distraction after all. When I'm all settled in she gives me a short greeting before rattling off about all the houses we'll be seeing today while she drives. She's all business and somehow it only makes her even hotter. When we get to the first house I follow her around while she shows me the place, talking about square footage and solid wood floors and whatever else. Honestly, I'm more concerned with staring at her ass. When she sees I'm not interested in this place we go to another and then another. By the time we get to the fourth house I'm incredibly bored. The only thing keeping me going is this incredibly hot woman leading me around. She's no Liv but I'm definitely interested, which is more than I've been able to say for a while.

"So where do you live?" I ask casually while she's showing me around the kitchen.

"Not too far from here. It's a great neighborhood. I'm sure you'd love it." She tells me, still trying to sell the house. I realize I need to step up my game if she's going to pick up my signals.

"So having you nearby is a draw then? Maybe I will buy this house." I tell her with a wink.

"Are you trying to flirt with me Harry?" She asks, sternly but I can see the smirk trying to fight it's way onto her face. It's always the same thing when I flirt with older women.

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